Armed with cybernetics, era-appropriate shoulderpads, and a heart set on revenge and/or tennis, Lady Battle Cop follows Robocop’s footsteps through the dark misty cyberpunk streets of a crime ridden city, only this time our battle ready cyborg must face a bodybuilder boasting unbelievable psychokinetic powers and the corrupt police force who use him. Trade in Paul Verhoeven’s acidic satire and Basil Poledouris’s orchestra for Japanese C-grade shlock and an eclectic score and you should have a winner. There’s just a few things in Lady Battle Cop’s way. For taking place in a future hellscape version of Tokyo, it looks pretty mundane and, perhaps most egregiously, we never get to know the woman who traded her white dress for a suit of silver aside from her lust for vengeance due to a lot of time wasted on a not-lady not-battle normal cop trying to solve mysteries we already know the answers to. Conversely, the film jolts electricity every time the titular gunslinger shows up on screen to kick ass and, truth be told, her armor is sick as hell. The film is unintentionally funny throughout, but it’s corny fun that plays by its own rules.
Armed with cybernetics, era-appropriate shoulderpads, and a heart set on revenge and/or tennis, Lady Battle Cop follows Robocop’s footsteps through the dark misty cyberpunk streets of a crime ridden city, only this time our battle ready cyborg must face a bodybuilder boasting unbelievable psychokinetic powers and the corrupt police force who use him. Trade in Paul Verhoeven’s acidic satire and Basil Poledouris’s orchestra for Japanese C-grade shlock and an eclectic score and you should have a winner. There’s just a few things in Lady Battle Cop’s way. For taking place in a future hellscape version of Tokyo, it looks pretty mundane and, perhaps most egregiously, we never get to know the woman who traded her white dress for a suit of silver aside from her lust for vengeance due to a lot of time wasted on a not-lady not-battle normal cop trying to solve mysteries we already know the answers to. Conversely, the film jolts electricity every time the titular gunslinger shows up on screen to kick ass and, truth be told, her armor is sick as hell. The film is unintentionally funny throughout, but it’s corny fun that plays by its own rules.